Oops. I bit my lip and looked off into the distance. What did you say, he asked. Nothing. No, I just didn't hear you, that last part, he insisted. So I told him, -- corporate law, that kind of work--seems like it'd kind of kill your soul. He re-adjusted his posture. Soul, he retorted, I don't believe in that. Oh, me either, I sighed, attempting a
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